..I haven't had it there yet.... well your about to...* rockdyke pushes her thum against ur puckered ass hole and slowly slides it in* SlaveBitch hold... my mouth open for a couple of seconds in shock, then gets ready to scream if you scream so help me god youll be fucking sorry! look! ill do it slow, just calm the fuck down* SlaveBitch can't stop myself and lets another scream penetrate my lips if i need to shut you up, ill do it* rockdyke slams her fist againt the bottom of your back*. We can work something out. I won’t be a burden but being with you Mitchell…ohhhhhh being with you, passionately, already sounds to me like it would be and could be such a gratifying time. Doesn’t it?” He broke down. He gave her his cell phone number. She seemed better at that point and although they kissed, which helped Bridgette of course, she still had visions of making love with him. Passion filled her soul as did her heart. She wanted him, terribly. She could feel him everywhere she told. “That’s none of your business” I said, Sara looked at me with a hard stare, she started to speak about it again, when I got up from the table and left her sitting there. For the rest of the day we did not look at each other or even speak, this carried on until Friday when I was told I had to get some work done by a Monday deadline. It as not a lot of work, but for some reason Sara offered to help me get it done which I thought was very nice of her, maybe she as trying to in her own way to. ”“Excuse me I’m a leeettlle drunk, and I can’t remember.”“Hahaha it’s fine. We’re all a little drunk here, and it’s not like we talked or anything, just said hello.”“So what are you doing over here all by your lonesome, stranger?”And so, the flirting begins.“Sometimes I like to sit on the outside of the party when it gets too over stimulating, and just watch all of the drunken interactions.”“Mind if I sit up there, and join you?” Oh she had no idea just how much I’d like that.“Shurr, it was.